diaper dimension Lights! Camera! ...What?!? - Chapter 146 - 7/4/2025

[YourFNF]

On 8/4/2023 at 6:51 AM, BabySofia said:

smiled as I saw mine listed there and hoped we could do it! I saw a lot of potential to maybe even have some of our larger group members get a little bit of being babied like a Little. The idea of Kelly like that made me smirk!

Reading through the rest of the titles, I didn’t see anything special until I got to one that made my blood turn cold.

Diaper Diaries – A successful businesswoman is desperately trying to potty-train her five-year-old daughter before kindergarten starts in two months. She’s tried every book, video, and bribe she can find, but her daughter continues using her pants instead of the potty! A friend suggests that maybe she needs to get a ‘potty-training buddy’ to help her. Desperate, she recruits one of her office workers to fill the role until she finally gets her daughter out of diapers! (Comedy/Drama)

I genuinely did not like that plot, even more so as I saw the screenwriter’s name, K. Danvers!

Coming back to this after a long break and this was a good chapter! Hoping Charlotte can rieghn in Kelly's bullshit

[Guilend]

I went back and chapter 106: Super tapes is still my favorite chapter. For obvious reasons. I’m guessing whatever technology that’s used on Carly’s diaper is used on the Diapered Amazon preventing her from removing her diapers till they’re fully used. Probably started making her wear them once she went potty in her diapers too many times and lost her potty privileges. Ugh I’d so love to read about what happened to her one day. Especially how on earth she got talked into trying to sabotage Beth. She seemed like a really nice person the first time you meet her. It kind of makes me sad because I don’t really think she deserves what happened to her. I’m pretty sure she had been blackmail or physically threatened. 

[BabySofia]

5 hours ago, Guilend said:

She seemed like a really nice person the first time you meet her. It kind of makes me sad because I don’t really think she deserves what happened to her. I’m pretty sure she had been blackmail or physically threatened. 

I'm not sure we'll ever fully see her story. I'm terrified to tell it as a side story based on what happened to me with the 'short' story of Playing Doctor!  I will tell you that you do see her again soon, I won't say for ill or good though. 

[Guilend]

1 hour ago, BabySofia said:

I'm not sure we'll ever fully see her story. I'm terrified to tell it as a side story based on what happened to me with the 'short' story of Playing Doctor!  I will tell you that you do see her again soon, I won't say for ill or good though. 

I didn’t realize you received a bad reaction to Playing Doctor. I really enjoyed that story. I enjoyed getting to see the same timeline from another POV with their experiences. And in some cases, see what really happened, like the last meeting she had with the students. Where she acted more regressed than she was. Anyway, that’s my two cents. As for LCW, you’ve written great characters that, at least for me, I can connect with. It’s difficult to write a story as detailed, both in world building and character development without having those characters that are side characters with the tragic, or sad, life. Unfortunately that’s what helps character development of either the main character or main cast of characters in their development. Which that’s one of the roles a side character is used for. 

[Mushysnugglebutts]

Hearing more from Mia raises my hopes for a potential future story covering someone in her circumstances.  I don't think it would be as good with her due to all of the help she's receiving with information from Carly and others.  But I will acknowledge that, with what you've shown, the university suddenly plummeted on Little safety on this term specifically, so this could also be one of the few chances where it could be more tense.

In any case, still fun to continue reading Carly and Beth's struggle.

[YourFNF]

On 8/6/2023 at 7:42 AM, BabySofia said:

smiled, knowing I would have three nights to study and get caught up! I’d enjoyed a nice swim this morning, but I had nearly had my first wetting accident just before that! By the time Mackenzie removed my diaper, I had almost lost control. I was sure there was something environmental, or maybe, even built-in to the pods. Some quiet conversations with other Littles had led me to believe this was becoming much worse than in the past. The only new thing they could identify were some dome-shaped nightlights that had been put into the pods.

That's troubling,always seems to be new kinds of this tech. And course my autistic ass loves to analyze how this kind of theoretical brainwashing tech could even work. (mainly to reassure myself it could it never happen in real life) And the best I can figure is that it has to work similar to "Braindance" technology in "Cyberpunk 2077" essentially denial of servicing the brain with optical and audio static but this approach should end with the person in a seizure so how the hell do they upload specific information to the brain especially without individual calibration? Either way I would be keeping noise canceling earbuds and protective contacts in 24/7.

[BabySofia]

9 hours ago, Guilend said:

I didn’t realize you received a bad reaction to Playing Doctor.

Not from readers, I just was expecting a 20k short story that turned itself into an 80k+ novel. One takes a weekend to write, the other eats a month and a half 🤣.

9 hours ago, Guilend said:

It’s difficult to write a story as detailed, both in world building and character development without having those characters that are side characters with the tragic, or sad, life.

Yes, some sacrifices must be made at times! Thanks for the comments! 🙂

8 hours ago, Mushysnugglebutts said:

In any case, still fun to continue reading Carly and Beth's struggle

🙂 Thanks! 

8 hours ago, YourFNF said:

Either way I would be keeping noise canceling earbuds and protective contacts in 24/7.

This would be wise... 🤫

[YourFNF]

On 8/12/2023 at 8:52 AM, BabySofia said:

It sadly didn’t take me long to find a reference to the device as a ‘SleepTight Dome.’ I read the description and grimaced, ‘Discreet sleep training device that can be placed in cribs or beds of Littles to begin the process of adjusting them to a night of comforting sleep. Harmless subsonic soundwaves help lull the occupant into a deep sleep quickly and maintain that until disengaged. Our device scans the Little and determines when they are in their most suggestible sleep pattern before beginning to transmit a signal that travels, causing the pons center of the brain to send a signal to release their bladder. Usage of this guarantees nocturnal enuresis regularly after one to six weeks, according to studies from Emerson University’s Early Childhood Center experiments.’

Fascinating.....  it must work by confusing the vestibular system in some way if I had to guess.... Once again why I wouldn't set foot there without counter measures installed. The amazons must have one hell of a PR and counter int system to not be a pariah state if this shit is on publicly available documents.

6 hours ago, BabySofia said:

his would be wise... 🤫

Yep and honestly given the need for constant protection why I would likely go with cyber. With air gap protocol lock down in case someone within NFC range tries to compromise my personal net and 'ware and the first firewall goes down. Jericho protocol triple redundant hard-cycle that check safes against reference OS copy and boot fail safe that also throws extra power to sheer hardening my dermal armor for the 5s I'm down while the system cycles and reinstall the OS to purge.

[YourFNF]

On 8/18/2023 at 2:57 PM, BabySofia said:

he held the short but broad makeup brush in her hand and shook her head, “Not exactly, these brush on, but it’s not just a makeup brush. Each strand excretes nanites that will pigment the skin in just the right way when activated. You have to program them first, brush them on, then activate them with the app. Close your eyes now,” she told me.

I was genuinely curious as this seemed like an overkill application for nanites!

Okay I legit want it! This could make my morning so much easier! *puts in a call to my Fixer....*

On 8/18/2023 at 8:01 PM, Princessamaryllis said:

This made me think Conner is actually a transgender girl but is hiding. I also think she maybe a little as the term is used on earth. Also I think Stacy might have made her kids nanite proof just Incase they ever went across the portal for some reason. Maybe one of her college friends is their godmother. Megan, Bella, or meggy being their godmother would be an interesting twist. Also at some point I would love to see Conner let Amanda go into full Nana mode. To point of babying Conner more than Stacy. 

Seconding about the egg and ageregressor!

On 8/26/2023 at 6:57 AM, BabySofia said:

They take all of the fun out of things,” Shelby said, clearly annoyed.

The two of them helped me out of the dress, and I blushed as I walked back to my room in just the dry Pull-Up. After visiting the restroom, I looked at the swimsuit left for me and knew exactly which I would wear.

 

I've got $20 and the first round on that egg cracking within a month cause it's almost done slow boiling.

[YourFNF]

On 9/9/2023 at 7:37 AM, BabySofia said:

She placed me on her hip and walked into the kitchen. There was a large island counter that she sat me on top of like one would do a baby. I watched as she spoke instructions to the boxy device, and a moment later, a plate filled with pancakes complete with a smiley face of chocolate chips and whipped cream appeared. Some scrambled eggs were on the side of the platter, and it looked good!

*makes another call to my fixer*

[BabySofia]

6 hours ago, YourFNF said:

*makes another call to my fixer*

Thanks for all of the comments! 🙂

[Guilend]

There’s so much tech in this dimension that Sofia has added this go around that really needs to be invented and mass produced. (Just not the diapers that even Amazon’s can’t remove unless “fully used” obviously)

 

Like the chairs that adjust, yes we have them, but the way they’re described here sounds way better. I’m not a fan of the vehicles, but I am of the holograms. (Totally wouldn’t want a hologram nanny with special programming)

[YourFNF]

On 9/13/2023 at 4:44 PM, BabySofia said:

Oh…” Beth said. “Good thing Connor wasn’t here?”

“Maybe...? He’s going to seem like more of a challenge now, that might be worse,” Reila said.

 

I'm legit surprised none of these people are clued in that anything is wrong at this point. Like I'm wondering how much brainwashing might be effecting them.

On 9/13/2023 at 4:44 PM, BabySofia said:

e nodded, “Must have been; by the end of Sunday, all of us had at least two messy accidents in a day or hit the wet accident count to land ourselves into diapers.”

“Ouch, I’m sorry?”

He shrugged, “Personally, I always figured it was a matter of time? Anyway, about ten people from other nests staged a walkout protest yesterday. Let’s just say they’re gone, and now we’re all stuck with additional evening restrictions.”

“That…” I was about to say when Mackenzie walked over.

 

Whelp that answers my question... Yeah I would be hating our government even more than I normally do for letting this kind of thing go on if I lived in Conner's home dimension. Like that might the proverbial straw to make me go full "partisano".

[YourFNF]

On 9/16/2023 at 3:21 AM, BabySofia said:

He was sitting at one of the Mid-sized tables. You could sit there okay as a Little, a Tweener was comfortable, and a Big would be like squeezing into a first-grade chair. She was small enough that the table was more than okay, “This one is fine; be right back!”

When she returned with her food, she found Connor having a tense conversation with a boy a bit larger than him, and she felt her emotions rise that anyone would pick on her boyfriend!

Fuck  I hate these kind of manipulation tactics and pitting prisoners against each other.

On 9/16/2023 at 6:32 AM, Moon3ye said:

A security e.g. the change of the program code only by a common confirmation of Amanda and Beth is possible, so the hacking becomes more difficult, would be good.

Seconding the info sec recs!

On 9/24/2023 at 10:30 AM, BabySofia said:

Well, keep on doing well with the potty! You can hold that torch for everyone else, and maybe they’ll want to grow up and be a big kid like you someday, too!”

By the time I left the conversation, I had a headache!

 

[YourFNF]

On 10/6/2023 at 3:44 AM, BabySofia said:

he resumed brushing my hair, and soon, it was braided into a loose sleep braid that I knew was sure to leave it curlier the next day. I didn’t care, though, as she placed me in the pod, and I went to lie down.

Once again, I didn’t sleep right away. That meant I was still running through the day’s events when Mackenzie reappeared with Dean Northrup in tow. They came in, and I carefully observed them with one eye open. I didn’t have to wonder long what was up because they woke up Grayson and carried him out of the room. He woke up enough that even through the soundproof pod, I could tell he was wailing and crying.

I did the math then and realized that assuming none of them returned, we were down to just four of us in our nest!

 

Anyone who survives this trafficking mill is going to need so much therapy. Wonder if there are like support groups and assistance funds for survivors?

On 10/9/2023 at 7:44 PM, BabySofia said:

Yeah, they weren't being very smart. To be fair I'm not sure if they knew about the cameras in advance... or maybe they thought they had neutralized them? Either way... not a brilliant move.

Thanks for the comments! 🙂

Yeah if they had put all of that energy into escaping they might have survived and instead they're about to get the old....

 

[YourFNF]

On 10/14/2023 at 11:21 AM, WehavePi314 said:

Looks like Connor is going to have to do the teacher’s trick of deliberate dehydration until he can get hold of some safe water.  What I’m trying to figure out is how the water additive doesn’t hoist the nest mothers by their own petard.

Very much this, it couldn't be a simple matter of dilution to body mass but it feels way to random and scatter shot?

On 10/20/2023 at 3:39 AM, BabySofia said:

successful businesswoman desperately tries to potty-train her five-year-old daughter before kindergarten starts in two months. A friend suggests that she needs a potty-training buddy to help her out. Desperate, she recruits one of her office workers to fill the role until she hopes to finally get her daughter out of diapers! (Comedy/Drama)

“We’ll start the bidding at one hundred thousand!” He said.

My stomach plummeted, fearing what was about to come!

 

Whelp I saw this coming

[BabySofia]

6 hours ago, YourFNF said:

Whelp I saw this coming

Thanks for the comments! 🙂

[YourFNF]

On 10/21/2023 at 10:04 PM, Guilend said:

Kelly should play as the potty training budding and Connor can play the toddler and Beth can play mommy lol

Jinx! I was just thinking the same thing! XD

On 10/27/2023 at 3:36 AM, BabySofia said:

“We’ll keep you safe,” Charlotte said.

I was a bit shocked when she hugged both of us and then she walked away from us in the opposite direction we were going.

“Come on, Connor, you only have forty minutes until Lights Out! Let’s grab you something to eat and keep you out of trouble!”

And this is what an ally looks like, using her privilege as a shield and trying to make this as safe and non-traumatic as possible for Beth and Connor. Definitely would refuse to use this on my portfolio though. Also respect the realism and range of characters

[YourFNF]

On 10/27/2023 at 3:36 AM, BabySofia said:

Beth talked to her sister for over an hour before their mom yelled at Laura to get off the phone and go to bed. “Beth, I love you, and I promise you no matter what, nothing bad will happen to you. You have too many defenders in your corner, including a sister who will gladly come and beat them up!”

Beth giggled, “Thanks, Laura; I wasn’t in a good place tonight. I love you.”

“Love you too, Sis. Night!”

Beth stared at the empty space where her sister’s hologram had been displayed and sighed. ‘She’s right, Dad, Grandma, Amanda, Charlotte… if they all have my back, nothing will be allowed to happen to me again.’

I'm not going to lie though if I was Beth I would seriously consider dropping the class in protest. If remember right it's just an elective?

[YourFNF]

On 11/3/2023 at 2:34 PM, BabySofia said:

I caught sight of my phone that had slipped out of my pocket by my feet and saw a warning from Beth just as another contraction came.

‘Shit, I must have been poisoned by the other as Madelyn was doing her pants check!’ I thought, even as I climbed back onto the toilet and impossibly pushed more liquid into the bowl!

As I thought about it, I only had one possible solution to my problem, and I knew it was going to suck!

I would have my grandmother press assault charges on my behalf.

On 11/4/2023 at 1:38 AM, LittleFenny said:

Quick, let's get a team together. We'll need a portal generator, someone who can make some really aggressive regression nanites, and a couple of bodyguards who can make sure we survive to get Madelyn and Talia with those nanites and back to the portal. Who is in?

Don't push yourself too hard! We can manage a bit more wait between chapters if we need t

I'm late to the party but if you if you need a NetRunner and Rigger who can reserve Solo and act as fire support I'm your girl! *VTOL descends behind me as couple Kang Tao sec drones hop out followed by  yours trully in a full exo rig*

[YourFNF]

....
Also this all kind of has me wanting to try and enroll and just keep making increasingly ludicrous contract counter offers for equally ridiculous sums of money with Emerson just to fuck with with them. As like a "I'm going to expose you as morally bankrupt and without principles by making you completely 180 and humiliate yourselves for money...."
You think a $250 million athletic complex would be enough to buy Dean Northrup on her knees in a crawler and tutu and publicly calling me mommy?

 

 

[BabySofia]

Chapter 127: Mixed

 BETH WOKE FROM her dreams to find Rachel shaking her shoulder, “Time to wake up, Sweetie, you’re sleeping through your alarm.”

“Huh?” She found herself pushing a stray hair out of her mouth and looking at the clock. It was an hour before she usually woke up, and it took her a good ten seconds after sitting up to remember it was because she was supposed to see a therapist that morning.

“I’m up,” she sleepily told the annoying but helpful projection.

“Would you like me to get you breakfast before you go to your appointment?” She asked.

Beth hissed at the annoyance of the HoloNanny essentially keeping track of her schedule that way but nodded, “Please, I’m going to go shower…”

An hour later, she had consumed a bacon and egg sandwich and walked to the university hospital on the edge of campus with Nikki. “I don’t know why my parents are insisting on this,” she complained to Nikki.

“Because you went through a couple really traumatic events, Beth,” Nikki told her calmly. “Between the attack from Kelly on you and Carly, and now this issue with that gang on Saturday…? Of course, you need to talk to someone.”

She sighed, “I hate talking to people like this,” she told her.

“You’ve done it before?” She asked.

She looked at Nikki and now wondered, “Umm… how much do you know about me?”

“You’re Addison Sylvester and Cameron Sylvester's daughter?” She shrugged, “If you’re asking about hidden secrets? Nothing?”

She sighed, “Look, we should probably have a conversation back in private in my room tonight before you leave. I’ll tell you this much; I discovered something about my past when I was younger that pretty much broke me at first. Even though I worked out most of everything on my own, my parents insisted I have a counselor for a couple years. It was… hard to deal with.”

Nikki gave her a side hug, “Sorry, Beth, no, I don’t know anything about that. You have to see it’s a good idea to then?”

Beth found herself shrugging again and silent as they walked through the entrance of an in-patient area and were directed to the mental health services department. The hallway led to another wing of the hospital and a reception desk. Beth felt her back tense as she walked up to the desk.

“Good morning,” the female hologram said warmly to her. “How can I help you?”

“I have an appointment for Elizabeth Sylvester?” She said, feeling her voice shake a little.

“I see you right here, Ms. Sylvester,” she pulled a tablet from a stack. “Would you please just complete the information here? Doctor Sterling will see you soon.”

Beth just numbly nodded, walked to an open seat, and sat beside Nikki to complete the forms. It was the typical biographical details and insurance information to begin with. As she moved to the lower part of the forms, it asked why she was there. ‘Because my parents are making me?’ It seemed a bit too much like the angry answers she’d given as a teen. Instead, she just said, ‘Traumatic recent events that people think I should talk about.’ Still flippant… but better, she figured.

There were far more questions of an intimate nature than she’d like, but she was soon done with them and reached an end page. Nikki gave her a warm, reassuring smile as she returned to the seat to wait.

“Miss Sylvester?” She heard moments later.

She stood and saw the tall Big, who was nearly her mother’s height. “That me,” she said quietly.

“Come on back. Your mom can come too?”

Beth shook her head, “She’s not my mom?”

“Oh…?”

She walked closer, “She’s my bodyguard? She probably would like to at least wait outside the room?”

“Umm… fair enough,” she told her. “I’ll have someone bring you a chair,” she told Nikki before leading us down a similar hospital corridor area that branched off and led beside what looked like a mixture of opaque exam room doors, offices marked with names, and even what looked to be another waiting area. Eventually, they arrived at a door labeled Dr. Phoebe Sterling, MD, DABPN, FAACAP. I didn’t have a clue what the last abbreviations stood for. Still, as she opened her office door and revealed a wall of diplomas behind her desk, it was readily apparent that she was highly credentialed.

“Here, you can take this seat into the hallway?” She told Nikki, handing her a rolling chair from a table.

“Thanks,” Nikki told her. “Don’t hold back,” she told me before closing the door behind us.

“Protective?” She asked while motioning to a sitting area with a loveseat, a couple of armchairs on either side, and another loveseat across.

“Kind of her job,” Beth told her.

“Oh, so she’s not just a friend?”

“No, she’s literally my paid bodyguard,” Beth told her, taking a seat.

Beth could see she was dying to ask ‘why,’ and just decided to fling open the proverbial door. “My dad is Supreme Court Justice Cameron Sylvester, and my mom was… well off… before they met. I’ve had some recent attacks, and they don’t trust me to be safe on my own now. Not that it helped fully when it mattered,” she added.

“You’re Cameron’s daughter?” She said, momentarily surprised. “Okay, this is going to be an interesting appointment, I’m guessing,” Doctor Sterling said. “I guess let’s try and get things back to ‘normal’ for the start. I’m Doctor Sterling, Doctor Westerfield contacted me, and he asked me to take you on as a patient since our usual doctor is on maternity leave right now. I normally deal with children and Littles, but I take a handful of patients from Emerson, too. Please understand I will look at you as that, not one of the children, and I promise I will not treat you like a Little?”

Beth felt a little bit of relief at that, even as she noticed that the date on the Emerson University undergraduate degree suddenly looked like when her parents were in school. “Umm… thank you, I was a little worried for a moment.”

“Completely normal,” she told her. “I do want to make sure I do disclose that I went to school with your dad… well, probably your mom too, but I never had a class with her. Your dad had a few chemistry classes with me. I promise there will be no disclosure to your parents of anything we talk about per privacy laws.”

“Thanks,” Beth replied.

“So… We have an hour; why don’t you tell me a little about what you are studying here at Emerson, and then maybe you can tell me what’s brought you here?”

With a sigh, Beth found herself telling her about going to school, recently meeting Connor, who was now Carly, and about the more recent events from the weekend and Kelly’s attacks…

 

I FOUND MYSELF ready to bolt from screenwriting by the end of class as we analyzed several of the scripts already turned in for this project. However, Professor Gibney approached me before I could leave at the end.

“Carly, are you having trouble with this assignment? I was surprised you haven’t turned yours in yet? You’ve been a week ahead of everyone else on the other assignments?”

Looking up at the tall man, I sighed, “I’ve actually written three now… I’m going to proof the one I did last night and submit it by tomorrow.”

“Three?”

“I didn’t like the first two?” I shrugged, “The third one I’m not a huge fan of in some ways, too, but it was a story that compelled itself out of me. I think it would work well for my Narratives group, so I’ll submit it,” I told him.

“Send me the other two too?” He suggested.

“I’m…”

“Not sure that they’re very good?” He smiled, “All that means is you didn’t feel confident in them. I’m actually curious to see why that is, and maybe I can help you grow more through feedback on those. By all means, get me the one you feel is ready for a grade, but let’s look at your whole work?” He shook his head, “Most of your class can’t even complete one, let alone do three…”

I gave him a nervous smile, “Okay, I’ll send them then, too. Don’t judge me too harshly on them.”

With that, I made my exit, noting that my diaper was definitely soaked by then. Before I could walk far from the door, I heard, “Carly?”

I looked up and saw Grandma, “Hi, Grandma,” I told her.

“Ready to go to your appointment?”

I sighed, “No?”

She picked me up, “Well, maybe after a clean diapee?”

I blushed.

A couple of classmates came into the bathroom as Grandma changed me, but fortunately, nothing was said except for a blush from me and a wave from them! It made my head hurt a bit as I thought about how many times our classmates had to see our diapers getting changed by friends, nest mothers, HoloCaretakers, etc.!

Grandma finished changing my diaper and then sat me on the ground. I followed her to the sinks, washed my hands at a lower sink, and then let her pick me back up to place on her hip after placing my backpack back onto my back.

“I should have brought a harness,” she told me, readjusting me on her hip halfway there.

“I can walk, you know?” I told her.

She laughed, “It would take five times as long!”

I just shrugged and leaned against her, noting that despite the stares we drew occasionally, it was comfy to be in her arms.

Before long, I found myself in a therapist’s office while Grandma waited in a nearby waiting room. When we were seated, she introduced herself, “I’m Doctor Sterling,” she said.

“It’s nice to meet you,” I told her.

“I met your mom once, just briefly in college.”

“Oh?”

“It was at a welcome luncheon; she was the only Little there… well, the only university student Little there. There were plenty of… adopted siblings there.”

“Sounds awkward for her.”

“Not with your grandmother there,” she shook her head. “Anyway, I know your grandfather made an appointment for you with me. I can’t discuss anything else, but I might know why you’re here, but could you tell me?”

I looked at her for a moment, “You’re who Beth saw earlier?”

“I can’t talk about other patients,” she said.

“I’ll ask later, I think you already confirmed that, though,” I said wryly. “Well, everyone is worried about me?”

“Why?”

I laughed, “Listing just one reason might not be enough?”

“Every journey starts with a single step?” she replied.

“Touché,” I told her. “Well, I arrived here…”

I spent twenty minutes just telling her about my time of arrival until my inadvertent permanent gender change. “You should have been seeing someone after that,” she gently admonished me.

I shrugged, “It was a dream come true?”

Forty minutes more passed in the blink of an eye before she announced we were out of time, “Carly, assuming you aren’t against it, I think you would be well served to come and see me once a week for a couple months here?”

“I’m guessing my grandparents will be on board with that,” I sighed, “I’m only going to be here for a few more months, though?”

She nodded, “I understand that; you may be best served to find someone back home, too. Carly, the experiences you’ve already had are enough that I think you need someone to talk to.”

I nodded, “You’re not wrong. So next week at the same time?”

“Talk to the receptionist on the way out; we usually can do that.”

I found Grandma waiting outside for me, “How did it go?” She asked me.

I shrugged, “Okay, I guess?”

We stopped by the HoloReceptionist and I verified an appointment for the following week before Grandma picked me up and carried me down the labyrinth to another area of offices. I was unsure where we were going until I saw, ‘Dr. Holly Nickerson, Pediatrics Chair,’ on the office door.

“Why are we here?” I asked Grandma.

“Remember, she wanted to see you again. This shouldn’t take too long...”

I sighed but just waved at Dr. Nickerson as she opened the door and motioned for Grandma to set me down on the floor. “How are you feeling today?” She asked me, even as she fiddled with a tablet for a moment.

“Good, I guess... I just had my head shrunk?”

“Got it,” she told me. “This won’t take long, Carly; I just want to rerun a quick scan and ensure you haven’t shrunk anymore. Have you found anything in the code?” she asked Grandma even as I watched a light emit from the device briefly as it ran over me.

“No, I have sent a coded message back to her mother; maybe she’ll have some ideas.”

I sighed, “The last time we tried shutting the nanites off, they just came right back. I don’t really want to tamper with them?”

Dr. Nickerson gave me a nod, “I understand that completely,” she sighed, “but if you’re seriously injured again, you might shrink even more?”

“I guess the goal is to not get hurt?”

“That should always be your goal,” Grandma told me.

“I’ll take a look at this scan some more. Let me know if you hear anything from Carly’s mom. For now, I’m guessing she’s got class?”

“Soon,” I told her.

“That was a waste of time?” I told Grandma as we walked away with me in her arms.

“No, it wasn’t,” she told me. “I know that you didn’t change any. That’s not a waste!”

“I guess,” I told her.

She asked, “How about lunch before I take you to class?”

I looked at the time, “I have enough time, I think?”

“Here, let’s go hit the cafe in the Union.”

I wondered if she would put me down, but apparently, I didn’t weigh much, even with my backpack on. “So, is it weird having a building named after yourself?” I asked as we entered.

She blushed, “Yes, it definitely is!” She tickled my side, “Doesn’t your mom have some buildings named after her back home?”

I nodded, “They’re after her though?”

“How many?”

I shrugged, “It’s like she took a page out of the Rockefeller and Carnegie playbooks from the early twentieth century. She’s donated buildings to thirty universities back home in the last ten years.”

“I’m surprised she hasn’t paid for one here?” Grandma said.

“She told me that she thought about it once but still felt a lot of anger at what happened to her friends.”

“I can’t believe she let you come,” Grandma said with a sigh as we reached one of the fast food restaurants.

“If it wasn’t for my family here and Beth, I would probably wish I hadn’t.”

She squeezed me, and soon, we ordered some unhealthy fried chicken nugget meals with supposedly spicy sauce on the side. “You all are wimps,” I complained, eating what amounted to sweet and sour sauce back home to me!

 

BETH WAS GLAD she had managed to find a quiet place to eat lunch that day with Nikki to decompress after the appointment in the morning and class. Seeing Carly already sitting in her chair in Narratives class helped break her melancholy.

“Hey,” Carly said to her as she sat down.

“Hey, kind of weird not walking around with you today?”

She watched Carly sigh, “I’d rather have been with you... I’m guessing you feel the same way about your morning?”

She nodded without saying anything more as she sat down and watched Charlotte approach them. “Ready to finish this project, once and for all?” she asked.

“Definitely,” Carly said.

“Same,” Beth replied, “Then hopefully, we only have to watch the stupid thing one last time at the festival, and we can forget it ever happened!”

“Yeah,” Carly said quietly.

“What’s going on?” Charlotte asked her.

“Oh... just thinking of my project in Screenwriting,” she replied cryptically.

Beth gave her a quizzical look, but the shake of Carly’s head told her she wanted to wait until later to discuss it. Even as the rest of their group arrived, Professor Wyler stepped to the front of their classroom.

“Good afternoon!” he said, “Before we get going with class, I want to do a status check on projects. Let’s go in reverse order today, Studio Four; how are you doing?”

“Well, we took your advice and stepped up our game; we’re almost in the can! Only two scenes left to film?”

“Fantastic!” he said, “I would encourage you to finish those before Thursday and get a move on editing.”

“Yes, sir,” their producer replied.

“Studio Three?”

Charlotte stood, “We just received our soundtrack back; we’re going to watch it after class to work on the final details. Hopefully, we’ll be ready to submit it by the end of the week?”

“Excellent! That means you can probably finish your next project before Spring Break, which will let you relax a lot more. I’m looking forward to watching your film when you submit it.”

“Thanks,” Charlotte said.

“Studio Two?” I heard a sigh from their group and noted they had lost the witch who had attacked me.

“We had an issue last week and scrapped most of what we had shot. We’re seven scenes in on the reshoot, with plans to work extended time today and tomorrow in the SoundStage. We’re going to finish filming by Sunday one way or another.”

“Glad to see you’ve lit a fire under your rears; hopefully, losing your problems helps you.” Professor Wyler said, even as I noted several other groups seemed to be trying to decipher his meaning, “And finally, Studio One?”

“We’ve got seven scenes left to film now, and they’re the easiest ones, so hopefully we’ll be in the can by Thursday,” their producer said.

“Fantastic!” Professor Wyler said. “Well, as you all are moving well through your projects, I want to discuss some tips on editing styles today...”

Beth watched Carly play with a pigtail tied in her hair as Professor Wyler discussed editing tips she was sure she’d watched Carly use throughout the project. For a person she was used to seeing jot down notes as if lightbulbs were going off everywhere, she noted Carly was strangely infrequent in taking notes. If anything, she seemed painfully bored of ‘basic’ information.

‘To be fair, it feels pretty basic to me after working with her!’ Beth thought.

When Professor Wyler released everyone, she noticed Carly was seemingly happy to be done. “Straight to the viewing theater?” She asked Charlotte.

“Yes, let’s get in there and see if there’s anything else we need to add.”

With that, Carly walked over to Beth, holding her arms out, “Can you please change me?” She whispered.

Only then did she realize the discomfort was probably more of a need for a diaper change! How she had missed the smell, she didn’t know, but now that Beth held her hand under Carly’s rear, she couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose!

“I can use a room if you don’t want to,” she told her.

“No, it’s fine,” she said, squeezing her in a hug. She felt better than she had all day as a rush of hormones flooded her brain. “Let’s go, and then we’ll catch up with everyone else.”

Beth wrinkled her nose as she opened up the messy diaper a few minutes later. Still, with her practice, she had no issue cleaning up her pint-sized girlfriend and putting her into a new diaper. After washing her hands, they made their way to the theater just as Sebastian had loaded the latest file.

The film lasted forty-seven minutes, from the opening studio logo through the credits, and they ran it without stopping. Occasionally, Carly, Charlotte, or Sebastian seemed to make notes, but she didn’t see anyone else do so. For her part, other than the horrific scenes of her pooping her pants, she didn’t see anything that seemed terrible at that point. The music varied from poppy to rockish, with subtle orchestra moments and appropriate daycare music. From what she could tell, the sound mix seemed good, and she felt like they could turn it in and get an A without a problem.

“What do you think, Carly?” Sebastian asked as the last little logo on the projected screen cleared at the end of the credits.

She watched her shrug, “Honestly, I noted a couple little flaws here and there, but I don’t think anyone outside of a couple of us would even notice them? It’s already a hundred times better than what the other groups will turn in?”

Charlotte nodded, “I saw some little things, but letting perfect be the enemy of good here makes no sense.”

Sebastian looked at the group, “Anyone object to turning it in now?”

Beth shook her head and noted everyone else did, too.

“Well, in that case, I’ll submit it for us,” Sebastian said.

“Great,” Charlotte smiled. “We’ll have to plan a little pre-film festival party or something. I’ll let you know when I come up with something.” Everyone cheered at that, “Professor Wyler mentioned scripts are being added to the same module we used for this one to start reading for our next auction on Thursday.”

“We should have our pick this time!” Gary said.

“Thank God,” Amelia said.

The group broke up then, and she once again carried Carly.

“What happened to those legs?” Beth asked as a joke.

“It’s been a long day,” Carly sighed.

“Are you okay?” she asked her.

“I think so; I just need you, I think,” she told her.

“Aww... same here!” Beth told her.

They had a quiet dinner in the corner of the cafeteria that night before dropping Carly off at her dorm. “I love you,” Beth told her as she hugged her goodbye.

“Love you too,” she smiled.

With that, Nikki followed her back to her room. She hesitated for a moment, then said, “Nikki, can you come in for a few minutes?”

“Everything okay?” she asked her.

“I just think you need the whole story,” she said after closing the door. After checking with Amanda’s toy to detect unwanted bugs, she started telling Nikki the real tale of her past...

 

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I really appreciated all of the comments and tasty likes on the last chapter! It's good to be back with this! I'm currently writing Chapter 147, so I'm making some nice progress! If I can get to Chapter 180, I might start looking at some bonus chapters every now and then. Unfortunately, real life will start getting busier for a bit here! 

Anyway, thanks for reading, please keep leaving me comments - I love to see them! There are many twists and turns coming up here, as well as cuddly moments too! I'll continue posting on Fridays for the foreseeable future! 

[BabySofia]

5 hours ago, YourFNF said:

You think a $250 million athletic complex

🤣 

Thanks for the comments you're making. I'm sorry I can't respond to all of them right now!

[Moon3ye]

Yes, who likes to go to a therapist - it's nice that they don't really like to do that in DD either.

Probably with Beth and Carly for other reasons, but it's nice that it didn't go where you might think it would go.

I'm really curious to see how it continues.

[CDfm]

Loved it.  I really didn’t realize how much I missed this story.  However this last week was a very long one waiting for the new chapter. I must have clicked on it a thousand times checking to see if anything new was added. 
I was almost surprised to see that Carly wasn’t paying attention in a class. Understandable that she already has a great grasp of the editing process but still that’s not her at all.  Something must be bothering her. 
I can’t wait for more!